Herald and tribune. [volume] (Jonesborough, Tenn.) 1869-current, 1887-01-06


very gratifying. -se
"Why, Crawford, you do indeed seem
off your form. But never mind, old
fellow, the little woman and / shall
send you back to New York with the
blood in your cheeks again.
" "Indeed we shall, Fred. And now
I'm going toilet you two talk over old
times while l look after dinner"
"Before you go, Mrs. Livingston, let
me show you trinkct found at the
gate below, and which very likely is
your own"
"Why. Fred" she exclaimed, "if it
amt Virginies lost brooch. Perhaps
it amt a valuable article, Mr.. Craw-
ford, but the way my friend was put
out over the loss, it must be an old
heirloom" o
"Or the gift Of a lover her husband
added, dryly. "The y>ung lady is
school friend of my wife, and is speud-
ing little time with us. For your
own sake, old man, hope there's an
ENHANCEMENT in New York, for If
you've come down here heartwhole
you're 'goner.'
"Fred----"
: 81 beg your pardon, my dear; but
here is the lady returning from her
walk. Come over, Crawford, and judge
for yourself"
Iapproac,.ei the window, and a cry
OF amazenent ain : escaped me.
Surely l could not l.. take the grace
full pose of that shapely ID, the low,
broad brow, the exquisite curve of the
almost faultless .nouth and, above all,
"the tender blue of the large, loving eye
Yes, she was the fairy of last nights
dream. BY an effort | controlled my agi-
tation as she entered the room.
"Oh! Virginie, vow cross has been
found" Mrs. Livingston said, and let
me introduce the gentleman who re-
stores it. Mr.. Crawford, Miss Vane."
AS her eyes met mine she started
violently, and as she gaZed intently on
my face her own assumed paler hue.
Of course, this incident could not fail
to attractsthe attention of Livingston
and his wife, and when claiming an in
valid's privilege to retire early the
former followed me to my room.
"Well, what do you think of Miss
Vane?" he asked.
"That she is a very handsome girl,
and better still, she has the subdued
manner and gentle voice that are very
-soothihg to- enc who suffers from ner-
\ veas irritab.EcS.| s +
4 Crawford, you know | would not
try to extart your confidence, but
think you have mt her before"
upon my hont /, no."
And yet i1r evident agitation ON
meeting You, AM cert IN furtiye
glances at each other during the even
ing. Well, | suppose | m vt take it 81
a case of mutual love at lirss sight,
Fred, my good boy, have always
believed that love a. first sight is a
passion possible on,.i TO fools"
From r. y childhood | had loved the
sea, and many hom were spent along
the shore, often alone, but rather
oftener with Miss Vane as CON-
panion. Even If her beauty had not
already enthralled me, the society of
this gentle, cultured girl should have
an inexpressible fascination for me;
and, as the days wore ON, realized
that the love- of which hal only, read
in books, awoke my helrt at last a
strange unquiet joy. For what could
this newborn passion bring me but
sorrow? When this brief holiday was
over our paths in life must essarily
lie far apart. And yet, chow happy
the days of Thalabl passed by" Fol
the rest, when the parting came, surely
l could learn to forget in mental toll
this FIRST sweet madness CT my man
hood. "
My holiday had already been pro-
longed far beyond the limit | at first
intended, bat a letter | received one
afternoon from my law-partner sum.
moned me peremptorily and ut once to
New York. l found virginie Vane
down by the beach, where | sought her
to say farewell There was swift UP
ward glance and sudden dropping of
the silken lashes that pretty trick of
hers l had so often admired ed-when /
told her was leaving in the morning.
sand the thought of getting back to
New York again makes you feel hap
rier?"
IL would have been happier If
never came here. do not think that
tnis summer vacation by the seaside
will tend to brighten the dull routine
of my city life. May I not sometimes
think Of many ramb!e by this shore
when, night after night, walk from O
lawyers office to solitary home, along
the same streets, the same avenue and
meet the same frowsy women ant
unkempt children, and ever to bt
haunted by the memory of a dreams"
She listened to regrets that mus
have seemed to her almost childishly
petulant, In silence, and-well, Heavier
only knows how it happened; but ]
had come to say farewell, and re.
manned to tell her that loved her.
am not going to place on record here
the words in which that declaration
was made. 1t has long been a settled
conviction of mine that in the supreme
moment when a man wishes to appear
dignified In one woman's eyes, he sue.
ceeds In being only ridiculous; and